Posted Sun Dec 20, 2015 | 183 Words | Tagged story redneck

He bought the goofy dog tags for Christmas knowing his boyfriend would love seeing him wearing them. On Christmas Day he decided to sneak out of bed just before him and start to cook breakfast while wearing the dog tags to surprise him.

In went the eggs into the bowl. He felt his face. Man he should shave more often, those hairs felt a bit odd. In went the flour into the bowl. He looked down and saw his combat jacket. His combat jacket? That wasn’t right was it? Fuck stupid city air was getting to him.

In went the milk into the bowl. Something felt a bit off didn’t it? Of course, he had to put some proper meat in the bowl. Damn he felt good today. He saw his combat trousers on as he went to the fridge.

His boyfriend came down and stood dead at the hunk he saw. Damn was this his boyfriend? It sure looked like it could have been. He knew telling him about his thing about rednecks was a good idea. And now he had one.